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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Ungently

Ungently gone from good
he'll break night's gait
to meet a fate
he hung unstockinged
once upon the tines
of yesterday's forked crossing

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"he hung unstockinged"

Brilliant!

I don't know how you manage to produce all these quality texts. It seems to be done so effortlessly. Impressive.

Francis Scudellari said...

Thanks so much PO. I guess I have a lot of free time :).